Sunday

I slept very well on Saturday night, and didn't wake up until gone Eight on Sunday morning. The dreams still continue to be very strange though.
The historic building was a bit of a non-event, apart from one group of Portuguese visitors. They spoke very little English, so I did the talk thing in Spanish, which they found much easier to understand.
I had the hamburgers for dinner that I had been planning to have the previous day. After dinner it was music and computerised card games, before going to bed just after nine.